I gazed out through the yellow , grilled window of my bedroom watching the rays of the setting sun diffuse in the horizon. The golden orange afterglow bathed the buildings and I breathed the chilly winter air. December vacations give you the much needed respite from the chaos of mundane activities. I needed this time to…
Author: Dr Veneetha Roy DNP, MSN,RN, ARNP, C-PNP
I Hope You Dance…
Disbelief, rage, anger, frustration, numbness…that’s what you would feel if you were told that you have Non Hodgkins Lymphoma, a cancer that begins in the cells of the immune system. That’s what Mindy Krasner felt when her doctor diagnosed her with it. I was fortunate enough to attend a few lectures organized by UFCAHRE- Arts…
A Page From A Worn Out Journal….
An entry from my journal dated November 2, 2007 REMINISCES… Its been a long time since I have connected soul with ink and paper, experience with reflection. A very long time indeed…..I feel the need to dwell deeper into my life, to search for greater depths …..just like I used to 3 years ago…… 8…
The Jailbirds song
I got out of the car and walked towards the detention centre, an ominous looking building fenced in by sky high brick walls and barbed wire. None would dare to climb in or jump out. I breathed a sigh. I could be working in a famous research hospital learning new techniques and walking with distinguished…